Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 10

Chapter 10

David Jones turned toward her grandma and noticed the slyness in her eyes. He grinned. “I’ll never forget your kindness, grandma.”

“You, brat!” Old Mrs. Jones threw him an irritated glance before raising her brows

triumphantly. “I did not do it for you. I’m doing it so that I get to meet my great–grandchild

soon.”

David looked downward, hiding the gloom beneath his sight. “That’s a promise then, grandma. She will be my bride. You won’t regret it, no matter what the future may bring.”

“There’s nothing I trust more than my instinct.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke. “You’re the one that needs to work hard and win her heart soon. From what I observe, she isn’t interested in you.”

That was precisely David’s worry.

him, considering his eligibility.

could offer and

That was a colossal blow

that?” David glanced at Old Mrs.

should show your sincerity if you want to make her yours.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke with an air of importance. “Do not act high and mighty in front of her, and take the initiative to be good and gentle to her. What’s important is to be loyal to her. You’ll get it from me if you ever do her wrong.”

laughing. “We’re not married yet,

she recalled Rachel’s sweetness. “Where are you going?”

David

expect to see Louis Smith’s sister, Jane

been waiting for her to return. Else, she wouldn’t have met

with hostility as she looked at her from top to bottom. A sneer appeared on her face, “I’ve looked too highly on you. I thought you were an intelligent woman and will leave on your own after knowing that none of my family likes you. It’s totally unexpected that you’ll continue to bug my brother and Olivia. You didn’t think my brother would want you back when you pretended to be sick and miserable, did you? Take my advice

harshness. Used to Rachel’s pettiness, the sudden change in Rachel’s behavior had taken Jane by surprise. “Did I say anything wrong? You’ve just broken up with my brother not long ago, and I caught you flirting with another man. Doesn’t that make you a woman every man

nothing, she shamelessly continued, “My brother told me everything. Do not think I don’t know

from Rachel’s face after hearing what Jane said. She was as pale as a ghost as emotion flooded her

tightly, burying her nails deep into her palms, but she felt no pain. Her fragile body couldn’t help shuddering, as if she was silently taking on the burden of the